In years to come we will be showing our children, our grandchildren, digital images on ipads and monitors. They’ll be just a few thousand pixels stored on hard drives, in folders we probably wont be able to find named under a few quickly typed letters. Images these days are altered in some way, photoshopping bodies into hourglass shapes, tighting cropping, adding instagram filters to make them look ‘unique’ and ‘vintage’, some most decidedly deleted as they weren’t flattering, interesting or too dark/bright. Who knows, grandpas nose could have been photoshopped!

I’ve always loved looking though old family albums; through the black and white, sepia and finally colour prints. Some faded, some ripped, some glossy and still looking new, some with curved edges, some as small as passport photographs; memories you’re able to touch. Looking though the fashions my grandparents wore, the vintage cars they owned, the places they travelled to, the exteriors of shops and streets, family living rooms and the awfully patterned curtains… All these things seem interesting decades later. But right now, the things we do, what we wear, the places we live in, it can all seem so normal and boring to us. But even 10 years later, we’ll be laughing at the clothes we once thought were trendy. We should be documenting our lives because one day, we wont be able to remember. One day we’ll want to show our children that we were once as fun and outgoing as them (hopefully I still will be). And as awfully cheesy as it sounds, photographs preserve memories.

Science has handed to us the tools to capture every single moment in our lives, yet film is still going strong. We should cherish every frame, every blurry image and hold onto our ‘outdated’ cameras. A future where every person owns a professional, sharp, clear, photographic device is not so far away and once we’re there, we’ll most likely want to go back to the ‘old days’, just as some of us do now.

These images were taken using a Holga and 35mm Colour Film.